A construction crew working on Jennifer McGiven’s North End Boston property were met with a nice little surprise Friday morning: a pile of feces perched atop a saw horse on top of a five-foot pile of wood. The following day, a hilarious, profanity-laced apology note was found at the scene of the crime — $50 Dunkin’ Donuts gift card included.

We’ve all had a casual night of drinking “turn into a ‘let’s kill a 30 rack kind of night,'” as the author so eloquently puts it. And when the contents of that 30 rack hit the lower intestine, there’s not much you can do about it. You’ve got about 30 seconds before the digested Busch Light starts bubbling over, and if you’re already chilling on construction scaffolding like these kids were, attempting to climb down could squeeze it out even sooner. This accident was simply unavoidable.

I’ve seen drunk people bust grumpies in far worse places. Subway cars. A one-night stand’s bed. The steps of the fraternity house (it rolled aalll the way down. Pledges had fun with that one). But I’ve never seen a delinquent pooper have the decency to try and make things right with a thoughtful apology note and free donuts. Good on these guys..